Потерянный континент: история Атлантиды
2. Back To Atlantis
Deucalionisahouseholdword.Indeed,thereisonlyonenamethatisneartoitinfamiliarity.”
“Youtroubleme,”Isaid,frowning.“Ihavetriedtodomydutyforitsownsake,andforthecountry’ssake,notforthepattingsandfondlingsofthevulgar.Andbesides,iftherearenamestobeineveryone’smouth,theyshouldbethenamesoftheGods.”
Tathoshruggedhisshoulders.“TheGods?Theyoccupyusverylittletheselatteryears.Withourmodernscience,wehavegrownpastthetetheroftheolderGods,andnonewonehasappeared.No,myLordDeucalion,ifitweremerelytheGodswhowereyourcompetitorsonmen’slips,yournamewouldbeathousandtimesthebetterknown.”
“Ofmerehumannames,”Isaid,“thenameofthisnewEmpressshouldcomefirstinAtlantis,ourlordtheoldKingbeingnowdead.”
“Shecertainlywouldhaveitso,”repliedTatho,andtherewassomethinginhistonewhichmademeseethatmorewasmeantbehindthewords.Idrewhimtooneofthemarbleseats,andbentmyselffamiliarlytowardshim.“Iamspeaking,”Isaid,“nottothenewViceroyofYucatan,buttomyoldfriendTatho,amemberofthePriests’Clan,likemyself,withwhomIworkedsidebysideinascoreofthesmallerhomegovernments,inhamlets,invillages,insmallertowns,ingreatertowns,aswegainedexperienceinwarandknowledgeintheartofrulingpeople,andsotediouslywonourpromotion.IamspeakinginTatho’sprivateabode,thatwasmineownnottwohourssince,andIwouldhaveananswerwiththatplainnesswhichwealwaysthenusedtooneanother.
